Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
"That is to say, the only ones truly standing at an advantage are us!" Elephant General smiled and communicated this project's true meaning to those around him through lip movements.
"Even so, we don't really have much of an advantage. After all, everyone starts from a similar point, without any weapons or equipment. We're just a bit more familiar with this city than they are," Tiger nodded and sighed.
Big Dog laughed as he patted Tiger on the back, teasingly scolding, "Have you forgotten what Liaison Officer said?"
Tiger suddenly realized and exclaimed, "What do you mean?"
This world was still a replica of their previous Dream World, just like the real world, with George present and that social gathering still fresh in their minds...
Although in this world George's Boss had not seized any goods from an Arms Dealer, it didn't mean that others' goods weren't being held. Most importantly, they knew everything about George!
Thinking of this, Elephant General, Big Dog, Tiger, Lion Brother, and White Wolf all turned to look at the Fox, a mischievous smile creeping onto their lips.
The Fox instinctively took a step back; this time was not like the last dream where few were watching. This dream's content was being broadcast live to all participating country representatives and staff. If they acted like last time, his name would surely be recorded in Special Forces history.
"This time... I won't let you do as you please!" The Fox's lips twitched as he braced himself for anyone who might rush forward to bind him.
Elephant General laughed heartily, "Since you don't want to do it that way, let's find another method. We already have a good understanding of the situation at that port."
Tiger also chuckled as he patted the Fox's shoulder and laughed, "Exactly! We just want to acknowledge your contributions. Normally, we wouldn't want to embarrass you in front of so many people!"
The Fox retorted angrily, "I hope it's not just under normal circumstances!"
Meanwhile, teams from various countries entered this third-largest city in the United States, following New York and Los Angeles. In this city with a population of millions, no one noticed that hundreds of elite assassins had quietly arrived in this bustling metropolis. Even fewer could foresee the fierce gun battle that would soon erupt in Chicago, shaking both the White House and the Pentagon.
The first objective for each country's forces upon arriving in this city was undoubtedly to select secret safe points and acquire weapons and equipment. Compared to obtaining weapons, choosing secret safe points was much more complicated; they couldn't be located in overly crowded areas but also couldn't be too far from the city center. Moreover, they needed excellent visibility conditions. The most critical issue was that none of them had legal identities or money; obtaining temporary housing rights through legal means was indeed quite challenging.
Compared to that, acquiring weapons was much simpler. One could directly purchase secondary or sporting weapons from the Weapon Shop on the street. Although these were not as powerful as military or police-grade weapons, they were still lethal enough to kill.
Thus, the Elephant General and his team were truly the only group with an advantage, as they knew where a safe house was prepared for them. They also had a good chance of obtaining real standard-issue weapons! The power of those military-grade weapons was incomparable to the sporting arms sold at the Weapon Shop.
Tiger remembered that the house they had previously stayed in during that dream was rented. Its landlord was a young woman working in another city. After Tiger transferred the money to her account, she directly informed him of the key's hiding place—at the top left corner of the door frame.
This way, even if Tiger and his companions were short on cash, they could quickly secure a safe point. Moreover, this safe point was ideally located in the city center yet inconspicuous, making it an excellent observation post.
The only downside was the floor level; if they had been able to stay higher up in this one-story residential building, their view would have undoubtedly been better. However, this was unavoidable since the building had been around for quite some time, and most owners had settled there. Securing a room at all was already quite fortunate.
The Elephant General's group successfully took control of this house. However, just like in their previous dream, although the house was fully furnished, it looked as if no one had ever lived there after renovation—the place had no food supplies whatsoever.
This left the six of them in a bit of a bind. After all, during their previous dream, Tiger's identity had provided some support; although the money was limited, it was enough to sustain them. But now, it was clear they were going to starve!
This wasn't a deliberate challenge from the scriptwriters; any participating force from any country faced such issues. At least the Elephant General's team had a place to stay, while members of other countries' special forces could only seek out places that provided food and lodging in exchange for work...
This scenario made all representatives from participating countries, team leaders, and other staff watching the broadcast unable to stop laughing. The missions of these special forces entering the Dream World turned out to be about working for money! It left everyone unsure whether to laugh or cry.
However, amidst the laughter, many grasped the underlying logic: if a Special Forces Soldier could do nothing but kill, then their existence would lose its most significant meaning. Moreover, in many situations where they infiltrated enemy territory, carrying substantial resources was impossible. In such cases, having legal status or financial support was out of the question; surviving behind enemy lines relied on one's own skills! This indeed showcased what these Special Forces members truly faced while lurking in enemy urban centers!
The person who designed this plot was truly talented; they successfully simulated the real conditions under which Special Forces infiltrated enemy urban areas!
“Ng—” In Conference Room One, all curved displays in front of each A Group member simultaneously lost signal, casting a faint blue glow throughout Conference Room One.
At the same time, all broadcasting displays and projection lights also cut off abruptly, displaying “Ls ne [Connection Lost]” on their screens.
"What’s going on?" Chen Rui immediately asked Xiong Kai, the most technically skilled among them. After rapidly typing dozens of times on the mechanical keyboard, Xiong Kai slowly shook his head and replied in a low voice, "I don’t know... the connection with the main server... has been cut off..."
Chen Rui quickly turned to look at the hundreds of Special Forces soldiers in the conference room, none of whom were awake; they all remained in a dream state.
"Is it a one-sided disconnection? Can we tell if the problem is on the main server's side or ours?" Chen Rui asked urgently. Since the Dream World Project began, such a serious incident had never occurred. The connection being interrupted in a collective dream while the Dream Participants remained connected was an unprecedented situation that left Chen Rui feeling helpless.
"I don’t know! We can’t contact the main server at all! So we still don’t know where the problem lies!" Xiong Kai sat dazed in front of the computer desk, staring at the flickering black letters, a sense of powerlessness washing over him.
Bang! The door to the conference room was pushed open, and leaders from participating countries along with high-ranking officials from the Organizer rushed in, hurrying towards Chen Rui.
"What’s happening?" The head of the Organizer approached Chen Rui and asked quietly, "I wasn’t aware there was an issue with the plan."
Chen Rui looked at the personnel from various countries preparing to rush into the dream area and frowned, raising his voice, "Don’t touch them! They are not in any danger right now; it’s just that our Control System has lost connection with the Central Hub. We are working hard to fix it, so please be patient!"
A representative from one country angrily retorted, "If there’s no danger, then why not just take off what they have on their heads? It seems you have no way to handle this!"
"Please don’t act rashly! There are members from my country in there too; I’m just as anxious. But if you act impulsively, we don’t know what consequences might arise! We are connecting with headquarters right now; please wait patiently!" Chen Rui was sweating with anxiety; if this incident wasn’t handled properly, the Dream World Project could very well be halted, and he couldn’t bear such a heavy responsibility.
"Actually, you don’t know the specifics either, do you?" The head of the Organizer asked darkly.
"Yes..." Chen Rui replied quietly. He truly had no way out at that moment and could only hope for some solution from headquarters.
Just as Chen Rui was struggling to maintain his composure, a voice came from behind the crowd. Though not loud, it reached everyone’s ears: "The problem! Everything is under control!"
Zhang Jun walked in with a smile, weaving through the crowd until he reached Chen Rui's side. He pulled Chen Rui aside and whispered, "It’s not an issue from headquarters; it seems like someone has hacked into the management line!"
The connections of the Dream World formed a human shape, with the Central Hub responsible for linking the Dreamers and the administrators. Therefore, when the line between the main server and management was breached, it could lead to a situation where the dream could not be controlled, yet it had not ended.
"The management line has been compromised. Can't the Central Hub cut off the connection?" Chen Rui asked, puzzled.
Zhang Jun glanced at the crowd not far away. "In theory, it should be possible, but the management connection on the main server side has not been interrupted!"
"What do you mean?!" Chen Rui exclaimed in surprise. All the computer screens here displayed messages indicating a disconnection in reality, yet there was no sign of a disruption in the management line from the Central Hub.
"It seems someone has hijacked our management line, meaning the main server does not have the authority to cut off the connection," Zhang Jun said firmly. When this aspect was designed, he advocated for a management system with supreme authority, meaning that as long as the dedicated manager of that dream remained online, the main server had no right to intervene. The advantage of this management method was that it relieved pressure from the central side; however, now it had become a hindrance.
"So how can we cut off the connection now?" Chen Rui frowned. Time was of the essence; they had just set the dream to gradually increase its intensity. If left unchecked, it would continue to escalate, leading to a catastrophic outcome where hundreds of Special Forces Soldiers could suffer brain paralysis or death!
"Cutting off from either the administrator or main server is not feasible. We don't know what consequences might arise from cutting off on-site. The active disconnection within the dream is also locked due to this dream's circumstances, so..." Zhang Jun hesitated, already hinting at an answer that seemed like no answer at all.
The standard methods for disconnecting in the Dream World—administrator disconnection, main server disconnection, and on-site disconnection—had all been directly ruled out. The active disconnection within the dream was locked due to its mandatory nature and could not be initiated from within. Thus, only passive disconnection within the dream remained.
Passive disconnection within the dream—a unique product of its trial phase—was designed to enhance the realism of Dream World. Typically, customers unaware that they were in a dream would not have access to dream operation pages, making active disconnection impossible.
Consequently, certain conditions were set within the dream; meeting these conditions would result in a passive disconnection. Generally speaking, passive disconnection within a dream occurred upon death within that dream.
Thus, even as they watched the unfolding of the dream, these Special Forces would gradually exit; however… now the dream was escalating… continuously escalating!!!
Finally! Wishing everyone a happy Lantern Festival! Although it's a bit late.
Comment 0 Comment Count